Tuesday, March 31, 2015

A Daughter Once

She told me she had a daughter once
as if having a daughter is something
like having a blue sweater or a home
the flu or a vacation, a transient
belonging or fleeting experience
To have a daughter once
is to have a daughter
like you have a memory
and cells or bones
once you do, you just do
No matter if they died
or they disowned you
or you said you were done
they disappeared into drugs
or prostitution,  mental illness
marriage, career, motherhood
or they live in your basement
and refuse to grow up and out
The soul clings tightest
to things never possessed
that grow wings and fly
knowing full well the futility
of denial, come what may

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